Before You Merge-Somos
My thoughts are formed in, an unspeakable language.
And in the corner of my eye, the scenery’s changing
You’ve been listening to, the wrong advice, for too long.
You’ve been listening to, the wrong advice, for too long.
My thoughts are formed in, an unspeakable language.
And in the corner of my eye, the scenery’s changing.
Repair, it’s what’s urgently needed, young man.
The vanity of words, the silence of retreat.
Your feet on the ground, mean something.
You concede, far too easily,
Not after all’s said, yeah far too easily.
Repair, it’s what’s urgently needed,
Repair, they’re broadcasting it from every line.
And do you really think, you could find it,
From your comfortable confines.
From your, comfortable confines.
Repair, it’s what’s urgently needed,
Repair, they’re broadcasting it.
After it’s said and done.